Depression Poems
#depression
Depression takes a person beyond feelings of sadness, to a very dark and lonely place. Poetry about depression offers the reader a glimpse into this darkness and isolation. Depression is a serious mental disorder. A creative outlet, like writing poetry, can offer relief to some sufferers.
AtoMikbomb
Poem Published
Today 9:29am
Today 9:29am
Neophobia
You speak in antiques
through throaty groans - burnished bronze
husking off my nylons - it's just a flaying away
and lull me with the
woolen tones of old shelter
itchy finery
A woven hold, gray and grayer
in this northwest light - hanging my jaw;
To homestead on your collar
the ironing all but undone
Spring warms away necessities...
or only you
my estuary of arms
I left my feathers on your foyer floor
through throaty groans - burnished bronze
husking off my nylons - it's just a flaying away
and lull me with the
woolen tones of old shelter
itchy finery
A woven hold, gray and grayer
in this northwest light - hanging my jaw;
To homestead on your collar
the ironing all but undone
Spring warms away necessities...
or only you
my estuary of arms
I left my feathers on your foyer floor
#anxiety
#depression
#emptiness
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:53am
Yesterday 3:53am
Schizo-Paranoia: Living Hell
Black moving shadows paint my walls before my naked eyes
Before they take a fleshly form and spring forth to life
Invading my home, they creep about in the dark
As they signal they’ve found me with a light-signaling spark.
I am wide awake watching every move they make
Uttering not a single sound, I let them invade.
They want no money, they take no jewels...
For these are demons, goblins, and frightening ghouls
Rising from the pits of hell as phantoms
Who will settle not for any earthly ransom.
A body in which to invade is what they seek ...
Before they take a fleshly form and spring forth to life
Invading my home, they creep about in the dark
As they signal they’ve found me with a light-signaling spark.
I am wide awake watching every move they make
Uttering not a single sound, I let them invade.
They want no money, they take no jewels...
For these are demons, goblins, and frightening ghouls
Rising from the pits of hell as phantoms
Who will settle not for any earthly ransom.
A body in which to invade is what they seek ...
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia #MentalHealth
#insomnia #MentalHealth
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
18th Jun 2018 00:46am
18th Jun 2018 00:46am
the city of Raven
in truth depression has spread her pain
injected into me
my feelings scream
don't leave us here with this dreaded emotion
that drinks us dry
and leaves us infected
our disposition shifts and contorts
until we reflect only it
and its flat lined mechanical voice
we were once jovial in the city of Raven
population of the free love peoples
she made guilt mayor and executed faith
a thriving place now a ghost town
where sorrow is boss
I tell you we're afraid to let our children out past dark ...
injected into me
my feelings scream
don't leave us here with this dreaded emotion
that drinks us dry
and leaves us infected
our disposition shifts and contorts
until we reflect only it
and its flat lined mechanical voice
we were once jovial in the city of Raven
population of the free love peoples
she made guilt mayor and executed faith
a thriving place now a ghost town
where sorrow is boss
I tell you we're afraid to let our children out past dark ...
#sadness
#depression
#dark
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maggot1148
Poem Published
17th Jun 2018 9:38pm
17th Jun 2018 9:38pm
Speak To Me, Please
I sit in rumination of the past
Over thinking the things I thought would last
I can't help but worry when the night comes to greet me
And sometimes that worry stretches on in to an overwhelming sea
I need you to be here to comfort me
But I know that that is a long lost plea
You need your space
To try and erase
Depression is a fickle thing
Sometimes I feel like I want to sing
Other's I feel as if I'm going to drown
I just sit in sorrow waiting for you to come around
Another day spent without your grace
And the tears seem...
Over thinking the things I thought would last
I can't help but worry when the night comes to greet me
And sometimes that worry stretches on in to an overwhelming sea
I need you to be here to comfort me
But I know that that is a long lost plea
You need your space
To try and erase
Depression is a fickle thing
Sometimes I feel like I want to sing
Other's I feel as if I'm going to drown
I just sit in sorrow waiting for you to come around
Another day spent without your grace
And the tears seem...
#anxiety
#love
#depression #girlfriend
#depression #girlfriend
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HaiItsMo
Poem Published
17th Jun 2018 3:07am
17th Jun 2018 3:07am
Drowning
A poem in which Depression is the Ocean.
I know it’s cliche to say it feels like I’m drowning but it’s true. I have a million rocks in my pockets and there’s something pulling at my feet. There is a small ounce of hope that I see in the distance. There is a beach that houses only the worst parts of me. They like this. The sight of me fighting for air, fighting for a reason to live. Fighting the ocean they know will forever be my home. It’s dark outside, at least it is from my point of view. Not because I want the world the look this way but because that’s what storms bring. It’s...
I know it’s cliche to say it feels like I’m drowning but it’s true. I have a million rocks in my pockets and there’s something pulling at my feet. There is a small ounce of hope that I see in the distance. There is a beach that houses only the worst parts of me. They like this. The sight of me fighting for air, fighting for a reason to live. Fighting the ocean they know will forever be my home. It’s dark outside, at least it is from my point of view. Not because I want the world the look this way but because that’s what storms bring. It’s...
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
#emptiness
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Pathospassion
Poem Published
16th Jun 2018 11:16pm
16th Jun 2018 11:16pm
Exist
the spine. arch. For C.M
the bonepole of your body.
bent into a question mark.
you any closer to innocence.
or are you just in the fetal position?
i am clean as the sound.
a body makes before the bullet enters it.
i am clean as the bullet—after.
mecca. my mistimed tears. my ancestor’s ancestors.
dowsing their bones in milkweed and disappointment.
my mating call. sounds like an exit wound.
...
the bonepole of your body.
bent into a question mark.
you any closer to innocence.
or are you just in the fetal position?
i am clean as the sound.
a body makes before the bullet enters it.
i am clean as the bullet—after.
mecca. my mistimed tears. my ancestor’s ancestors.
dowsing their bones in milkweed and disappointment.
my mating call. sounds like an exit wound.
...
#love
#depression
#hope
#sex
#beauty
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Blackwolf
Poem Published
16th Jun 2018 10:21pm
16th Jun 2018 10:21pm
The Living Cult Of Death's Personality
Those Obsessed With Thoughts Of A Dying Reality
The Somewhat Living Cult Of Death's Personality
The Nihilistic Fatalistic The Chronically Catatonic
Mentally Checked In And Out Of Motel Chthonic
The Shadow People On Life's Flat Screen Wall Tv
The Unconscious Unresponsive To What They See
These Are The Ones Scary To Me Dark In The Head
Not Hearing What Is Said , Bred Just To Drop Dead
And When They Are Just Done With A Lifewalk Staring
Walk Off A Schizophrenic Cliff Of Depression Uncaring
The Somewhat Living Cult Of Death's Personality
The Nihilistic Fatalistic The Chronically Catatonic
Mentally Checked In And Out Of Motel Chthonic
The Shadow People On Life's Flat Screen Wall Tv
The Unconscious Unresponsive To What They See
These Are The Ones Scary To Me Dark In The Head
Not Hearing What Is Said , Bred Just To Drop Dead
And When They Are Just Done With A Lifewalk Staring
Walk Off A Schizophrenic Cliff Of Depression Uncaring
#depression
#suicide
#MentalHealth
#suffering
#emptiness
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Nini0086xx
Poem Published
16th Jun 2018 10:21pm
16th Jun 2018 10:21pm
Pain
I want to thank you for the pain
I want to thank you for the unspoken words that left me deranged and broken
I finally started to pick up the pieces, the pieces that were shattered and bleeding
I'm not the same, there's something missing
people say we are here in this world because god is testing
please, don't mistaken me for something weak
I've been down on my knees, tears escaping from me
A nine millimeter, will it set my mind free from my personal demons that haunt me?
...
I want to thank you for the unspoken words that left me deranged and broken
I finally started to pick up the pieces, the pieces that were shattered and bleeding
I'm not the same, there's something missing
people say we are here in this world because god is testing
please, don't mistaken me for something weak
I've been down on my knees, tears escaping from me
A nine millimeter, will it set my mind free from my personal demons that haunt me?
...
#depression
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Chris_Pleasures
Poem Published
16th Jun 2018 10:48am
16th Jun 2018 10:48am
.....
If you stare into my eyes long enough you can see the frustration.
You can see the pain, the vengeful heart... You ask to know my story but I don't know where to start.
You can see the pain, the vengeful heart... You ask to know my story but I don't know where to start.
#depression
#suffering
#emptiness #FeelingTrapped
#emptiness #FeelingTrapped
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poetryaccident
Poem Published
15th Jun 2018 1:25am
15th Jun 2018 1:25am
I'll Step Away
I asked the gods how I could pass
remove myself from life's path
step away at long last
to find a peace beyond the pain
they replied with sage advice
though the tone had my voice
still I looked to their words
seeking knowledge for a cure
"first step away from the rest
become the speck that no one sees
by the lack of showing up
fade away like the fog
the pain you hold is your own
nobody cares in their joy
happiness spreads across the land
hold the anguish deep inside"
"in the second become the heel ...
remove myself from life's path
step away at long last
to find a peace beyond the pain
they replied with sage advice
though the tone had my voice
still I looked to their words
seeking knowledge for a cure
"first step away from the rest
become the speck that no one sees
by the lack of showing up
fade away like the fog
the pain you hold is your own
nobody cares in their joy
happiness spreads across the land
hold the anguish deep inside"
"in the second become the heel ...
#depression
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Rjm
Poem Published
14th Jun 2018 1:00pm
14th Jun 2018 1:00pm
One more drink
Here
I go
Again
Just
One more
Like i always say
One turns to two.
Two is quickly four
Just another night
Just another drunk
Can’t kick the habit
But can’t live with it.
I find myself pouring
Just one more drink.
One day I will quit it.
One day I will beat it.
I go
Again
Just
One more
Like i always say
One turns to two.
Two is quickly four
Just another night
Just another drunk
Can’t kick the habit
But can’t live with it.
I find myself pouring
Just one more drink.
One day I will quit it.
One day I will beat it.
#depression
#hope
#alcohol
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Brandonl271
Poem Published
14th Jun 2018 8:49am
14th Jun 2018 8:49am
Forever
I saw you in the nothingness of absence moon nights
I thought of you from the new generation of sun drapped flowers
from my unseen past to
my endless seeable future.
Possessed by beauty
reality hits like a well placed shotgun blast.
I thought of you from the new generation of sun drapped flowers
from my unseen past to
my endless seeable future.
Possessed by beauty
reality hits like a well placed shotgun blast.
#happiness
#sadness
#love #depression
#love #depression
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